Looking at Yue Xiong's head arching back and forth, Long Yang's heart trembled. He held down her troubled head and said hoarsely: "Are Weiwei ready?"
Lu Liang slightly raised his face to look at him and said blankly, "What preparations are you making?"
Lu Liang was stunned for a moment, and his fair face gradually turned red.
The Emperor had exercised great restraint since her pregnancy.
Speaking of which, the two of them haven't been together for a long time.
Just as she was about to respond to his words, her chin suddenly tightened and was clasped by his index finger and thumb, forcing her face to look up.
Immediately afterwards, the man's lips, smelling of wine, covered her lips, swallowing up all her breath.
After an unknown amount of time, Long Yang let go of her, his thumb lingering on her red lips, his voice was low, with a trace of imperceptible forbearance.
"Do you smell alcohol now?"
Lu Liangwei leaned in his arms, her heart beating extremely fast, her face burning hot, she hugged his waist and remained silent for a long time.
Long Yang held her tightly in his arms and stood quietly with her for a while. When he was about to go in, she suddenly grabbed his lapel and said, "This is the first year that the emperor and I have spent together. I like it very much." , also very happy.”
Facing the girl's twinkling eyes, Long Yang felt soft in his heart.
Yes, this is the first year the two of them have spent together.
"Well, is there anything Weiwei wants to do?" he asked softly.
Lu Liangwei looked at him with bright eyes, "I heard from Zhao Qian that you had people prepare fireworks tonight. I didn't see the fireworks at all."
Long Yang rubbed her head, "Want to see?"
Lu Liang nodded slightly and looked at him excitedly, "Yeah, I want to see it."
In modern times, fireworks are very common and can be seen almost everywhere, especially during the Chinese New Year, when fireworks are set off everywhere.
But in ancient times, fireworks were very luxurious items, and the royal family would only set them off during major festivals.
Long Yang did have people prepare fireworks, but it was very windy and snowy tonight, so they canceled it.
"Let's go." He put her hood on, then held her little hand and walked steadily into Fengyi Palace.
"Your Majesty wants to set off fireworks in Fengyi Palace?" Lu Liangwei asked.
"Yeah." Long Yang responded. Although the wind and snow had stopped now, it was still very cold.
He didn't have anything to worry about, he was just worried that Weiwei would catch a cold and get sick.
Entering Fengyi Palace, Zhao Qian and others were already waiting there.
Not long after, fireworks were lit in the courtyard of Fengyi Palace.
Bang, bang!
Fireworks rose into the sky and beautiful flowers bloomed.
Although not as beautiful as modern ones, Lu Liangwei was very satisfied to see such fireworks in ancient times.
She leaned in front of the dragon martingale and looked at the fireworks that bloomed one after another in the night sky.
After watching the fireworks, Lu Liangwei felt a little sleepy, but he was still thinking about things, so he held on, called Zhao Qian over, and gave some instructions before letting sleep invade him.
She originally wanted to stay up late, but Long Yang forced her to the bed.
"Your health is more important. It doesn't matter whether you stay up late or not."
Lu Liangwei originally had a lot to say, but he was too sleepy, so he didn't hold on and quickly fell asleep.
Long Yang brought a cloth to wipe her face and hands, and then took off all her clothes.
(End of chapter)